Next step...

No, she isn't walking yet. Sorry to get your hopes up for a juicy, yet premature, update! I've noticed Harper has been trying to pull up on furniture, cabinets, bookshelves, and me, so I decided it was time for her to graduate to the next stage of toys. Seriously, she nearly de-pantsed me while I brushed my teeth a few days ago. New toys it is!

I also had a dream on Saturday night filled with strange occurrences and oddities. One of the more boring dream sequences featured Harper playing with a certain Fisher Price toy. I didn't know the name of it, but I must have seen it during a previous Toys R Us excursion and subconsciously filed it away in the "not yet" bin. This dreamy toy was basically a table that the kiddos stand around while bashing, tapping, licking, sliming and pushing assorted buttons that then emit assorted noises.

Fast forward to Sunday morning's edition of the Waco Trib and the current Toys R Us sales ad, and voila! Dream toy is on sale this week along with another must-have musical sit-stand-push toy. It was on like a prawn who yawns at dawn! (Sorry, that is pretty much my T.V. quote of the moment. I've been trying to squeeze it in whenever remotely relevant.)



If you look closely, you can see the steady stream of drool courtesy of a teething baby. Gross!

She can really whale on the gee-tar! Rock Band, anyone??

Phone, laptop, piano....she's got the works!

Not surprisingly, the boxes won out over the shiny new toys in the end. What can I say? A kid with a box and an imagination is a kid after my own heart!

The last picture in this sequence could have been of Harper wielding the screwdriver I used to assemble the dream toys, but luckily I had sense enough to grab it from her hands rather than grab my camera. Whew!